Sometimes you open a book
and get a pleasant surprise...or two...or thirty.
who you only knew when he was very old. The very young man went to war and wrote letters to a couple of other very young men...who you also only knew when they were very old.
And finally he talked about the war being nearly over
and hoping that it ended soon...but in the correct way. And he asked about silos and girls and other normal things going on at home.
And he made you wish that you had asked these very old men about when they were very young while you still had a chance.